At eleven tomorrow morning, I sail north to visit this lovely lady before she leaves Montreal to join the man she loves in London.
(Whew-- in Sesame Street speak, I believe the sentence above was sponsored by the letter 'L').
With any luck, I will get in and out of the country without hassle-- but I have to ask you all to keep your fingers crossed since I am using the same passport they stopped me with last time--saying it was stolen, which it's not-- but you know, arguing with border patrol is not my most favorite pastime.
I'm also hoping to savor this artist's work again as I fell totally (madly) in love with her paintings the last time I was there.
Other than that-- the agenda is light. I am not bringing any "dress up clothes". It's boots and sneakers for me. I want everything to be easy-- and for me that is jeans and a t-shirt--
The past several weeks have been quite challenging and I am ready for a giant exhale. Hang out, walk about-- take pictures. Who knows? Maybe Winter will finally let go of this mad crush he has had on me and move on. Today there is a softness in the air and birdsong on the breeze.
I'm thinking there's even a chance Jeanine and I might grab a table outdoors where we can sit, drink and watch the world go by.